Chapter 861: Holding the Throne High (Part 1)

A space, this is an extremely wide world, with continuous forests and mountains, clear streams gather into blue lakes and turquoise oceans.

Thousands of elves prayed to the Kingdom of God, which was at the foot of a mountain with high mountains and endless stone steps leading to the distant temple.

"Is this the kingdom of God given to us by my Lord?" Thousands of elves still remained in their lives, with traces left by death on their souls. They looked around in surprise, and were still empty.

"Everyone, fight for God, and God will entertain you in the kingdom." At this moment, a spirit of the spirit came, and it took out a book, unfolded it, and said, "Everyone who points to the name will be raised in the kingdom of God."

"The total number is 11,361, the first one, Gumanke!"

A middle-aged elf who could be clearly seen as three fatal injuries in his body took a step forward and responded.

With the response, its body quickly enriched, and its body quickly produced, returning to the peak body equivalent to the age of twenty.

"Qixiu!"

Another elf took a step forward and responded, and quickly gained his body.

Without mentioning it, it spreads up the hillside and extends into the palace.

Anne was sleeping, and the power of faith formed clouds and mists, which appeared and appeared in its lingering sway.

Suddenly, the huge white light flourished, and the power of faith that was swarming in was received by the divine nature and was continuously transformed into divine power. As the divine power continued to increase, Annen finally moved his body and opened his eyes.

"Has it been victorious? It's time, I should hold my throne high."

With this sentence, a continuous stream of power penetrated from the entire Kingdom of God's void, and the world of God's kingdom roared and began to rise slowly.

Hope Island, Elf Temple

The Great Elder was kneeling on the altar and praying silently. At this moment, footsteps came from outside.

"Crown, we are victorious." An elf messenger flew up from below, fell to his knees in front of the altar, and said to the Great Elder.

"The human fleet has all perished?" The master of the entire church, the first pope, and the original great elder, slowly looked at the elf messenger.

In his eyes, there was a force that made people unable to lie. Under his gaze, the elf messenger repeated the words just now again.

The elder nodded and said, "Very good."

He habitually spread his hands slowly, closed his eyes gently, and after taking a breath, he said, "I have smelled the blood of human beings. Their souls will fall into the eternal abyss, and our warriors will gain eternal life in the near future!"

"Thank you, it is his Lord who has brought victory!" Hearing the words of the Great Elder, the elf messenger knelt in front of the altar and praised loudly in front of the statue of Annien.

"Okay, convey my order." The Great Elder said slowly, with a sense of satisfaction in his voice.

"Welcome to your command." The elf said respectfully to the Great Elder, God's spokesperson on earth.

"Order the fleet to search for us, and all the injured were sent to the island for treatment, and all the surviving humans found will be killed."

This is because of the question, and the elf messenger responded respectfully.

"Order the sea elves to salvage the sunken ships, armor, weapons and other materials one by one, transport them to the islands, and repair them one by one to the warehouse."

Although the ship was sunk, after salvaging it, three hundred sunken ships could be pieced together one hundred and fifty warships, which would be a powerful naval force.

As for weapons, metal and other materials, the elves can make a fortune.

"Yes!" the elf messenger replied loudly.

"Order the human fleet on the island to attack the Kingdom of Terranya, defeat it in one fell swoop, and let the human king Wadenwen rule that Kingdom. God once promised him to be king, so he must be king. After the matter is completed, all the humans on the Island of Hope will be moved to the Kingdom of Terranya!"

The Kingdom of Delanya is a kingdom composed of islands. It is not large in area, ten thousand square kilometers, with fast sea currents and dense reefs, but it produces a lot of production.

"As for the order!" This time, the elf messenger responded loudly.

"Okay, our battle is over. If these things are done, all the elves will reproduce and prosper on the Hope Island." The elder waved his hand and said.

This elf messenger respectfully retreated and was able to inform the news. He was also an elder of a small tribe before.

"Amps, have you seen the Great Elder?" When several elves saw him coming back, they all asked with anticipation.

"See, the Great Elder said that our battle has been temporarily over. What we need now is to reproduce and survive. The human fleet is going to be dispatched. They will also leave this island - this island, which belongs entirely to our elves." The elf messenger Ampus recalled the words of the Great Elder and said to everyone.

"Is it over?" Several elves looked at each other.

One of the elves nodded and said, "The Great Elder is right. Our battle has been temporarily over. The entire human fleet has been destroyed and we have won."

"Yes, we've won!"

"Yes, we have won! We have won!"

So the joy of victory began to spread continuously, and the elves shouted happily and smiled, celebrating this victory.

At this time, it was already afternoon. The battle had been going on for so long, and the sea was already in a mess.

Except for the injured elves who entered the island to rest, the other elves were trying their best to clean the sea.

Many broken ship fragments and floating corpses were gradually cleaned up with their continuous efforts.

"Hey, look at it, what is that?"

Just as they were clearing the sea, an elf accidentally raised his head and unexpectedly saw a strange picture.

He found that at some point, there was a bright star in the sky above their heads!

This star is not only extremely bright, but also constantly showing an upward trend. So he hurriedly greeted all his companions around him to watch.

"Really, what is that?" The elf looked at it and was very surprised.

It is daytime now, especially at this time, there is a faint layer of mist around and above the island. This layer of mist is not as strong as other places. However, it is still difficult to see the stars during the day.

"Prince, look, what is that?" Soon, an elves reported this abnormal phenomenon to the priest on the ship. The priest looked up and knelt down.

"My Lord Anne, lift your throne (the kingdom of God) up to heaven."

If there is divine fire, you must also have a priesthood. If there is a priesthood, you must also have a kingdom of gods. If there is a kingdom of gods, you must also be held high to heaven.

As long as this star rises to the sky, as long as it does not fall, at any time, whether it is an elves, humans, or other races, when the night sky is clear, you can see these brilliant stars shining through the ages as soon as you look up.

This is the undeniable mark of the true God.

Moreover, with the enhancement of the divine nature, although there is only one kingdom of God, the number of projected stars will continue to increase, forming a constellation.

Although after a battle, the elves' body and mind were still in a state of vigilance and fatigue, as soon as the news spread, everyone looked at the slowly rising star in the air and bowed down one after another.

"Annien!"

"Annien!"

"You will hold your throne high up until heaven!"

And at the same time, the same thing happened on every ship and every island.

When all the elves and believers who believe in Anion knew about it, the shouts of "Anion" came from all directions, forming a tsunami.

At this sacred moment, looking at the stars, there were dense figures full of kneeling.

Amid the shouts, countless elves burst into tears, mixed with sobs.

Almost at the same time, a wave surged into the sky on the distant sea surface, stirring up hundreds of meters, and then fell to the ground.

Ten existences floating on the sea, all emitting divine light, but never took action. They just raised their heads and looked at the slowly rising star.

"True God..." The incarnation of the Lord of Glory murmured.

The elves finally have a true god.

Annin, Lufaya, Emerta, Heimis, Lurt, and Pufalu, a total of six.

The incarnation of the Lord of Light sneered, and a portal appeared in the air. It stepped into it and disappeared.

He even left without even saying a word.

The gods couldn't help but look at each other.

The incarnations of the other four gods also shook their heads, each opening the portal, and disappeared.

"We won?" Pufalu finally said.

"Victory, next time, it will be the battle of the Kingdom of God." Lufaya sighed and said.

Suddenly, I remembered the Mother God.

Not long ago, she finally received the divine metaphor of the mother god.

The Mother God will take action again to help the elves' first kingdom of gods win this battle.

However, Lufaya felt as if she had lost something. She had already felt that the distance between the mother god and the elves was constantly widening.

...The huge force is roaring, forming an ocean

This is not the first time I have seen this kind of scenery. I have also seen it last time I ignited the divine fire.

Annien enjoyed the process of the Force injecting into the Kingdom of God, feeling his power constantly expanding. It closed its eyes and tried to capture the core of this world - the track of destiny.

Countless secrets pass by one by one, and this is the time for promotion to be privileged.

"What did I see? The son of fate is like a star. The brightest one is not Rolek, but a man named Romon."

"Well, he has the blood of an elf on his body, an earl."

"Hey, it has the power to protect it. It is the power of the four elements goddesses, allowing me to break through its protection."

"Hey, I feel that there is a secret inside...ah!"

At this moment, Annen felt a strange feeling in a vague way. Just as he was about to continue exploring, the torrent of the Force stopped and the scenery of fate suddenly dissipated.

A star rose to somewhere in the sky, staying still, shining brilliantly.

The throne's lifting is now completed!
Chapter completed!